Scintillate by Karen Tjebben

About The Book

Scintillate

by Karen Tjebben

Kate Archer is instantly drawn to Nick, the new boy at school. He's handsome, smart, and interested in her - perhaps a little too interested according to Kate's brother. And it's a good thing Nick is interested, or Kate would have died the night of the football game. Sure, Nick rescued Kate, but he can't stop the inevitable. Kate is changing; she just doesn't know it. She can't explain the visions and sensations affecting her body, but she can enjoy the pleasure of Nick's kiss - that is, until she learns the real reason he is with her. Betrayed by her genetics, Kate begins a metamorphosis that forces her to confront an unseen reality and claim her true destiny.

“Wow, I’m moving up in the world,” he said. “I guess that necklace is working its magic

already.”

I slipped my hand under my leather coat to search for the ornate chain and butterfly. It was still

there, resting against my sweater. “Thanks again for the necklace. It’s beautiful.” I looked at him as we stepped into the cold night. Stars twinkled, and his warm hand took mine.

“I’m honored that you’d wear it.” We stopped under the portico, oblivious to those around us.

“Please wear it at all times,” he urged. “The lady who designed and forged this necklace is very…

how can I put it? Religious.” I raised an eyebrow and gave him a crooked smile. “Bear with me,” he said as he ran his fingers through the loose ends of my hair. “She put an enchantment on it. That necklace will help protect whoever is wearing it.”

“I’m religious, not superstitious.”

“That doesn’t matter. Your beliefs are inconsequential. The miraculous in this world is not

dependent on us. Humans, we, are too weak to control such power. Besides, sometimes faith gives people great comfort. In ancient Greece, they believed that butterflies were the souls of their loved ones. So you can see why the butterfly is important to Greeks.”

“Since it is from you, I will never take it off.” I rose up on my tiptoes, placed my hands on his

face, and pulled his lips to mine. We kissed a simple kiss in the lights under the portico.

About The Author

Karen Tjebben

Karen Tjebben taught elementary school for ten years but decided to stay home when her twin daughters were born. She enjoys traveling with her husband and seeing places for the first time through her daughters' eyes.